บท 138: No Need To Rush  

Wrukaog raced down the steps, taking them two and three at a time as he sprinted toward Ariel's bedroom.

She lay there, seemingly limp over his shoulder, but he knew better. Every few steps, she would gently squeeze his ass, encouraging him to keep going. His mate wanted to play, and he was more than willing to accommodate her.

Slamming open the door, he quickly closed it behind him, not bothering to lock it. The others would be hot on his heels, and it wasn't like he was trying to keep them out. Ariel was all of theirs, just like they were hers, body, mind, and soul.

But that didn't mean he couldn't bug the others.

Flinging Ariel onto the bed, Wrukaog let out a low chuckle as she laughed in delight, bouncing on the massive mattress. There was no concern that she might fall off; the bed could easily fix six fully grown males, but Wrukaog watched carefully, just in case he was wrong.